753 I Hate Snitches

"What kind of destructive Light-attribute Quasi God are you?! The number of prefixes makes you sound majestic, but the fact is, you're simply a weak chicken!" Moneymaker opened its mouth and stood up like a groundhog, lifting its tiny claws and roaring wildly. Moneymaker couldn't tolerate it. Goldie was too much of an annoyance for this rat!

"Humph." Goldie sneered. "If you were its opponent, you would be dead." Goldie wanted Moneymaker to realize that it shouldn't throw stones from a glass house.

"Lord Destroyer actually lost." The remaining familiars on the two sides were terrified. Lord Destroyer's strength was among their master's top three. Unexpectedly, it had been killed in a split second. How could they not be terrified?

Lord Destroyer's fame was known throughout the whole Santo Empire, and it was even touted to stand a chance to break through to the God level.